When dawn comes tonight will be a memory too.

I'd like to make myself believeThat planet Earth turns slowlyIt's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep'Cause everything is never as it seemsFireflies by Owl City

OZYMANDIASI met a traveller from an antique landWho said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frownAnd wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold commandTell that its sculptor well those passions readWhich yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.And on the pedestal these words appear:"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"Nothing beside remains. Round the decayOf that colossal wreck, boundless and bareThe lone and level sands stretch far away.- Percy Bysshe Shelley [1818]

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